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Nov 2017
Fourteen Minutes.
How foolish I am to waste away like this.
Inhale, exhale.
Inhale the temporary relief that i feel keeps me alive.
Exhale precious time i once had

Time to love and be loved.
Time to laugh and create laughter.

How Selfish I am to lead a life like this.

How Hypocritical i am.
To tell others you must love yourself
But deep inside, when i am alone
I hate myself.

To tell others they must live and prosper
When i sit and drift deeper into my own suicide
I am broken.

A walking contradiction of what i want and what i do
things i love i really despise and i
sometimes believe
i am wonderful
but who really is?

He who kills himself knows something we do not.
But i who **** myself am ignorant to
things i always hear and always resonate with

But i do Not change.

You are my hardest goodbye
and i hate that i love you more than anything or anyone else
but you have me wrapped around your
One Hundred Millimeters

I try, but I Fail.
My failures surpass my wishful thinking.

and i fail.
Written by
Merrimae  15/Non-binary
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